A.N. Okay guys here it is. Sorry it took so long and sorry it is kind of cut off but I have to get ready for class tonight and I wanted to get this up before hand. The rest of it will be up shortly. Oh and the club mentioned is a reference to One Tree Hill. Chad's other show.

Chapter 5

Secrets Told

Secrets don't make friends

Rory woke up the next morning to the sound of Addie running down the hall. "Rory, Rory, Rory! There's a new Veggie Tales movie in my room. Can we watch it?" Rory rolls over and squints at the clock on the bedside table. '6 a.m.! Does this child never sleep?' Addie runs into the room wearing mismatched slippers and her night clothes. Climbing onto the bed Addie began to jump up and down waving the DVD in Rory's face. "I think that nice man gave it to me last night.'

"What nice man?" Rory sat up straight fully alert now.

"The nice man that comes into my room sometimes and talks to me when I'm sleepy." 'Tristan?' Taking a brush of the table, Rory began to brush Addie's hair into pigtails while she dug for more information on this 'nice' man

"What does this nice man look like?"

"He is tall and has hair that looks like someone took yellow and brown paint and mixed them together. He mostly wears suits like the ones daddy wears in all those pictures I find in his office." Rory rolls her eyes and continues to fix Addie's hair. 'I'm going to kill Tristan for treating Addie like this. No child should have to dig through her fathers' office just to see a picture of him.' "Sometimes he even tells me stories about the places daddy goes, how much daddy loves me, and how daddy thinks I look just like an old friend of his." Addie turned around and looked up at Rory. "You want to go watch the movie now?"

"Why don't we go get you dressed and put the movie on for you while I go and run some errands?" Addie starts to put on a puppy dog face. "And when I'm done we'll watch the movie all over again. Is that okay with you?" Addie looked up at Rory and started to twirl her hair around her fingers.

"Okay but I wanna wear the plaid skirt."

"Deal." Rory picked Addie up and they walked down to Addie's room. "Okay where's your plaid skirt?" Addie walks to the armoire and pulls put a blue and white plaid skirt and a powder blue button up shirt.

"This is my favorite outfit. It looks just like the one that the girl wears in Daddy's pictures."

"Really? Well this looks just like the uniform I used to wear in high school." As Addie buttoned up her shirt Rory put the movie in and started to head for the door.

"Promise to come back once you finish with your air-air…things you need to do.?"

"I promise." Addie sat down on the flowery beanbag chair. Rory looked around one more time before walking out and making her way to Tristan's study. 'That tricky little bastard! No wonder he was asking all those questions about Addie. He was just digging for information. Would it have been so hard for him to actually of talked to her?" Rory starts to beat hard on Tristan's door. "Tristan open this door right now!" A maid walked by fast avoiding Rory's gaze. "Tristan!" Rory went to beat on the door right as ait opened and fell into Tristan's arms.

"Well well Mary I always did imagine you calling out my name but I never thought it would be like this." He gave Rory his trademark smirk.

"Listen here you little pervert. I've got a bone to pick with you." Rory pushes him into the study and slams the door shut.

"Okay maybe it is just how I pictured it being."

"Shut up and listen Tristan!"

"Okay what's the problem?"

"Well first off the fact that you came to me to get information about YOUR daughter when you could have just walked down the hall and talked to her yourself. And the facet that I saw you go in her room," Tristan's head pops up, "last night and sit by her bed. You know that she remembers talking to someone at night. She thinks it's a friend that only comes at night to get her to go to sleep."

"Okay so I go and sit by her bedside from time to time. I am her father. I do have that right." Rory shook her head and sat down.

"Why don't you talk to her when she is actually awake? Why not give her those beautiful presents. In person and not just leave them in her nursery room?"

"I don't think that is any of your business."

"I think it is. I'm with her more then you have ever been in her entire life. I should know why I'm raising someone else's kid." Tristan looked to her and then out the window.

"Fine I'll tell you about her. But Addie will never hear about it." Picking up his glass of brandy Tristan walks to the window. "After the whole dating Paris thing was a flop I knew I would never be able to be with you so I started to sleep around with random girls at Chilton to drown out the pain. When I got bored with those uptight girls I started to go to this club in Hartford called Trics. I met Addie's mom there along with a couple other girls but Giselle was the one that stuck the most for me. She was three years older and out of school so I would skip school to go see her. When I got shipped of to military school in November she found out she was pregnant. Dad wouldn't give her the name of the school I was at so she had no way of contacting me. Once Addie was born she wrapped her up and dropped her off on the doorstep with a letter explaining hoe she was o young to have a child and how she wanted nothing to do with Addie and she was my problem now." Tristan turned back to face Rory. "I love Addie with all my heart and I would do anything for her. When she was younger I would play with her in her nursery and I would buy her anything I thought she would like. But when she started to look like Giselle I started to hate her. And that is when I started to travel year round only coming home when I needed to and when she was sick. One year I came home and I no longer hated her. I realized that what Giselle did to me wasn't Addie's fault and that she shouldn't be blamed for her mothers' problems. I walked into her nursery that night with a harmful of toys but when I saw her I couldn't do it. She looked just like you Rory; I couldn't stand the thought of looking at my daughter and seeing your face. If it wasn't for you not liking me I would have never found Giselle and I would have never got my heart broken one more time. So I went back to traveling year round but I would come home more often and sit by her bedside." Tristan walked back to his chair and sat down. "Don't get me wrong I love Addie. It was just hard for me to look at her back then. When you first got here it got harder to look at her so I stopped my trips home but them I began to miss sitting next to her so I came home again."

"So you won't see Addie because she looks like me?" Rory couldn't believe what she heard.

"Basically. I know that it's a lame excuse but my heart was broken and it never really healed." Rory's head was spinning with all this information.

"So having me here is a problem. Why don't you just fire me?"

"Because Addie loves you. Last night when I was sitting there she told me all about how you two play around and how she thinks you are just like a big kid. She says you're her best friend."

"Tristan go see your child. It's not her fault she has such good fortune to look like me. She really wants her daddy."